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Xiao Lan's expression was indifferent, but the deep feeling she felt caused her to feel as if it was seeping into her bones.

"My mother has been a good person all her life. She has helped countless people, and hundreds of thousands of people have received her kindness …"

"Every day, she would burn a stick of incense in front of the Buddha statue, and every month, she would make a copy of the scripture. Her calligraphy is very beautiful, and her copy of the scripture is very neat and tidy. She did everything related to the Buddha meticulously …"

At this point, Xiao Lan suddenly stopped and turned around with incomparable gloominess. She looked at Wu Chen and her gaze suddenly became as sharp as a trenchant sword.

"Monk, what do you think of her fate was for her to be so pious to the Buddha?"

He remained silent, but his expression revealed a trace of grief.

Seeing this, Xiao Lan coldly smiled, "Monk, did you see that?"

"…"

"That's right. Such a pious mother of mine was finally pushed into the sea of fire. She was imprisoned in front of the shrine she paid her respects to day after day, until she was burnt into a scorched corpse."

"Amitabha."

Wu Chen placed his hands together and spoke in a low and heavy voice.

Amitabha? Was Amitabha useful?!

If it had worked, why hadn't her mother, the Buddha, saved her, and watched her burn to death in front of their very eyes?

"Monk, do you still see my father and brother? Do you see their corpses? Do you know how many pieces of them were split up? Are the sizes of each piece of flesh the same?"

"Old monk …" Ye Wu Chen tightly pursed his lips. "I didn't see it clearly."

"Hehehe …"

Xiao Lan couldn't stop herself from laughing. Her laughter was extremely calm and indifferent, and was extremely normal. However, such a normal laugh caused one's hair to stand on end.

"Didn't see it clearly? "Monk, do you not dare to look, or are you unwilling to? It's like …"

Xiao Lan lifted his head and swept his gaze over the entire hall of the Divine Buddha.

Just like them, they have their eyes half closed, never care about the human world's suffering, never care about blood and slaughter, never care about anything else, and in the end, they still have to accept people's kowtows, worship, and devoutly prostrate themselves.

"…" Ye Wu Chen slowly put down his palms that were clasped together. He raised his head to look at the entire hall full of half-closed eyes of the Divine Buddha.

The main hall of the Divine Buddha was always quiet, but this time it was filled with a strange atmosphere.

At this time, a third of Xiao Lan's three drops of fragrance had already burned, and the rising smoke was slow and twisted. Perhaps it was because there was wind, or perhaps this cigarette never liked to directly rise, as it would always twist and turn countless times.

Just like their trusted Buddha, the truths and epiphany that they seemed to experience every time they encountered one was filled with twists and turns.

"Wu Chen, I've given them three incense sticks of time today. I only wish to ask one last time. This Buddha will experience it once, but he will tell me one thing. Will I be able to return to the place where I belong?"

For a moment, the expression on Wu Chen's face became complicated.

"Regent Consort …"

Hearing this, Xiao Lan waved his hand at Wu Chen. "No."

"You know, I'm not some regent's consort. I'm just a lonely soul that lives in her body. How could this lonely soul of mine be the regent's consort? This lonely soul of mine only wants to return to the place where I belong."

I'm just borrowing a ghost that lives in her body...

I only want to return to the place where I belong …

Xiao Lan's words caused Xuanyuan Wentian, who had long since become frozen in shock, to hack on the spot like a bolt of lightning.

What did she say?

A lonely soul …

She is a lonely soul … She was a lonely soul …

How is this possible!?

Xuanyuan Yun slowly looked towards Xiao Lan who was within the main hall. Why did he …

Suddenly, he remembered Dongfang Qi's words about the pulse. The living dead …

The Rebirth Gu would devour the blood and soul of the owner, causing his death. The true meaning behind his death was clear to see … Dead?

Now, the only thing left was …

Yes …

Lonely soul, living dead, no matter what kind of Xuanyuan, can't say.

He had thought of an unimaginable answer, but he didn't expect the answer he got was so shocking.

In the next moment, his Qi and blood surged, Xuanyuan Yun was no longer able to stand, in the next moment he was half-kneeling on the roof.

"You Lanyi …" You... "Ugh!"

Fresh blood flowed unceasingly from the corner of Xuan Yuan's mouth.

Within the hall.

Wu Chen looked at Xiao Lan and firmly shook his head.

"No, you are the Regent's Consort. You should have been the Regent's Consort to begin with. The real Weilan is not."

Due to the consequences of her past life, as well as the debts she owed in her past life, she would never be able to escape in the future. That was why this lonely soul of hers was the true regent's consort.

Hearing this, Xiao Lan couldn't help but laugh.

"Hehehe …" Grandmaster Wu Chen, do all of you monks use so much effort to talk to others? I just want to ask you, can I go back? "

He told her who was the regent.

Xuanyuan Yun, who was half-kneeling on the roof, sank even deeper into the rubble when he heard this.

Wu Chen stood there in silence for a long time. It was so long that he had almost become a statue.

This time, Xiao Lan didn't urge him. She silently waited.

The three scents had all been burnt away, and the scented dust rustled in the air.

At last, Wu Chen spoke. "Regent's Consort, if you can set aside the obsession in your heart, you can return."

In that instant, Xiao Lan's entire body shook violently as he stared at Wu Chen, his eyes burning with passion.

He said, Can she go back?

"I can go back?!"

Ye Wu Chen nodded. "Yes."

Instantly, Xiao Lan swiftly extended his palm, and his slender fingers tightly covered his face.

At this moment, no one was able to clearly see Xiao Lan's expression, but her trembling fingers and body clearly revealed her excitement.

On top of the eaves, Xuanyuan Yin's tightly clenched fist was already sticky. The bright red color had long since flowed along with the river.

She could go back...

She can go back …

The whole world had cracks in it.

After an unknown period of time, Xiao Lan finally calmed down and tried her best to remain calm as she looked at Wu Chen.

She wasn't so excited because she was happy that she ignored Wu Chen's premise and her obsession.

"Monk, since you said that I can return once I give up on my obsession, then what is my obsession?"

Ye Wu Chen slowly raised his gaze and firmly said, "Your obsession is to leave."

Instantly, Xiao Lan felt herself swallowing a hard boulder, choking her to the point her entire body became lifeless.

Her obsession was to leave!

Give up her obsession, which is to say, make her give up and leave!

Xiao Lan suddenly glared viciously at Wu Chen.

He was playing with her!

It was simply fart!

If she gave up the day she left, why would she still leave!

"You!"